“AHAHAHAHAH STHATHAHTAHHAPAHA PLEEHASHEHAESHASEH!!! Nohoho Iehehe canahnt takeh iehtehte sthahahp. Just a breakehahaha plehasheasehaheshse. Nahahthth myehehe feheehthehte. Nahaht the neeeplese. MErceieehehehe. Pleeasee. *MOAN MOAN* stop!! Nohohoh moree Iehehe don’t want the lust back AIAHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHH!!!”
He squealed as fingers moved all over his nipples and kept grazing the bottom of his ass. However, the robe kept him from feeling the ticklish sensations of their angelic feather touch. He found despite feeling like he would die, his endurance was quite strong. Still this was agony. And to his horror, they kept repeatedly bringing up that his “bliss” was just starting and once the angles were finished with their own “bliss” he would be theirs. As they tickled him, his lust slowly returned. And with every jolt, he felt his already rock hard erection stiffen and his need slowly return to that agonizing near endless peak.
“Hmm, well it has been several hours. I suppose you deserve a break”
“Actually Archangels you’ve been torturing him for two days straight. And the angel he denied several hundred orgasm with ticklish agony has just had her final orgasm. She may need a minute.”
“Oh my, time really does fly when you’re a celestial being. Hmm, very well,” said the blonde archangel, as her and the silver archangel stopped tickling him.
He fell to the ground exhausted, his lust was nearly completely back to what it was in tickle hell. He was barely able to crawl away from them. His endurance as strong but he felt weak.
“Well, I suppose those girls, especially that poor one, deserve some revenge hmm?” said the silver haired archangel before snapping her fingers.
All the absolutely exhausted and shivering archangels were given back their endurance, though some of the after effects of their ticklish orgasm torture remained. Just enough to remind them they were due some retribution.
“Sweetheart, I believe you owe these angles something,” said the blonde arcangel as she lifted him up.
With another quick movement his robes removed, leaving him naked, and floating, unable to get away. And with another he felt it. The last 15% or so of his lust remaining returned to him. He moaned and begged for them to take it away.
“Shh shhhhh, sweetie, we can’t help you. We have other slav… I mean repentant to take care of. Now then, these girls will show you bliss through retribution.
“PLEASE!! NO! You don’t know what I did to them. They’re going to put me through hell. Please at least take my lust away. I need to come so bad and I’m so much more sensitive than any other time you were all tickling me. Please…. I’ll do anything. I swear. Please just don’t leave me with them!”
The archangels addressed the angels, primarily his angelic liaison and handler.
He no longer has his freedom until he has served you all his just angelic retribution. Several times over in fact. His sentence will be multiplied by each of his torments given to each girl. The last girl will get to increase it exponentially given that she’s been cumming for two days straight. You can show him as much or little mercy as you all chose. Time will be under your control now.
With that the two archangels disappeared.
“Please, um, liaison *moan* oh, I can’t *sob* please don’t do this. I’ll do anything else you all want. Don’t let them. Please. PLEEEASE!” he groveled, feeling his full lust overwhelm him, knowing they were going to have no mercy.
“What would you have done to me if able?”
As she said this, his eyes went wide. With the archangels declaring him their slave, he had to obey them. Answer any questions they asked.
“Nn…no, please I can’t I…I…….. I would have tied you up and asked you where your worse spots were, then tickled you towards repeated orgasm just to deny you. And I’d keep you like that for weeks….months. And when you were sobbing and pleading for it to stop, I’d fuck you until you were on the edge, then deny you. Until eventually, I did let you come, but then I’d make you have nonstop orgasms, even after a couple dozen and you begging for them to stop. And then…I’d do it all over again.”
He told her this, quivering, shaking, knowing exactly how hopeless his situation was.
“I love it when they’re honest. Guess what sweetie, your lust can get so much worse… All right girls, kid gloves are off. Make him scream!”
Suddenly they all were glowing. Their energy, was overwhelming. Their beauty clear as when he first arrived. And to his dismay, even their aura tickled.
His body floated, his limbs opened up, not taught, as there was no need. Just enough that he would be vulnerable at every ticklish spot.
“You don’t have to answer any more questions. We’re all able to read your mind as our slave. I just wanted to hear what you might do to me if you had the chance. Needed some ideas.”
With that she started wiggling her fingers over his nipples, making him erupt in laughter.
She wasn’t kidding. Every touch was like a thousand ticklish jolts being sent through him, their ticklish touch fully powered, stronger even than the archangels’. Before he could react, all the girls were encircling him, and tickling, making him squeal, helpless. Ticklish jolts flowed through his body. His feet, armpits, nipples, back of knees, toes, everywhere except between his legs was violently and ruthlessly tickled.
He screamed as the angel he had been especially cruel to went between his legs, his head shaking back and forth, truly groveling as the ticklish energy flowed directly into his cock. This ticklish agony was an entirely new ticklish feeling. Truly awful in how much it both tickled and, to his dismay, increased his lust significantly more than even what the succubi had been capable of.
“Oh, this is fun. You have no idea how long, I’ve looked forward to this. Here and here and here,” she said ash she wiggled over his shaft, then over his cock head, then under it, each eliciting a new octave of ticklish anguish.
“What about here then” said the liaison angle wiggling here fingers just below his balls, her ticklish aura, already slightly tickling him their making him squirm, or at least attempt to, much more.
“NOHOHOH STAHAOP JUST STHAHAOAHOAH PLEASHEHASEHE PLEEHEHAHS NOHOHOHOHO!!! AIEEEEEEEAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!!!!!” he bellowed as she made vicious contact, going into a vicious assault immediately.
“This is so much fun. I’d say it’s even worth that orgasmic agony you put me through. Oh listen to you scream as they tickle those cheeks, let me try there,” said another angle tickling his thigh but move to his ass cheeks, making him scream and tremble more.
He writhed, begged, pleaded for this to be over, but he stayed very open to their ticklish assault, dozens of hands on him, every finger sending power ticklish every and lust through him. Hours past. Finally they stopped for just a moment, but he kept laughing as their ticklish angelic energy kept flowing through him even with their assault ceased.
“My, you really are a fun one. Now then. We wanted to make sure you experienced this on its own. From our understanding, the succubi had quite some fun tickling you here.”
He tilted forward, his ass cheeks slightly spread.
“NOOOOH PLEEEASE!! I’ll do anything!! Just stop!!. Please not there. Please PLEEASE!!”
“Anything? How about ticklish agony?” said the liaison angel before viciously tickling his anus, making him scream louder than he had thus far.
“NOHOHO STOP PLEEASE NOT THERE! PLEASE! NO NO NOHOHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!” he screamed as his prostate was mercilessly tickled by a ticklish feather finger sending waves of ticklish angelic energy through him from inside, making him tremble, writhe, please, moan, and agonize. Then all the angles joined back in. And after just a few hours, he was in more agony than he had ever been with the succubi.
Worse yet was he still had not cum. Which at this point, was beyond words, still after being in too much ticklish agony to form words, a few hours let him adjust…barely, to at least grovel.
“Sweetheart, we’ll let you come. But right now, we are making you suffer for all the orgasm denial, you gave us. Then once that sentence of retribution is over, we’ll let you cum. But…..”
“AIAHEHAHSEHES NOHOHO NOHOH PLEASEHASHEHS IEHEHE WANAT TO GOHOH BACK TOHOHOH HELL NOTHING THEY DID WAS THIS MUCH AGONEEHEHEHAHSE I GIVE IN TO SIN JUST LETEAHHAHA MEEEHEHEH GOHOHO BACKAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!”
“Oh, just for that we’ll add some time. Now then, if we add all your sentence time together you have….oh my. 6 decades or torment. Well, tell you what, we’ll make it an even 5. Then we’ll spend 5 decades after than making sure you get every denied orgasm milked form you.”
Every second, for the next 5 decades, he was mercilessly tickled by dozens of angels. Every ticklish spot tortured. He was not granted mercy. He was not granted reprieve. His ticklish sensitivity and orgasm denial never ceasing. He wished for hell, which had never been this much torment. He wished for anything other than this. But as he was tickled again and again, he found there was no escape. No stop to the ticklish prostate massage. Or ball tickling, or glans tickling. Several times they gave him a blowjob. Some every used his face or rode him to their own orgasm, just for him to find their angelic feeling mouths, pussies, ands asses, to have more concentrated ticklish energy and feather feeling than their hands, making him scream more.
“AIAHEHAEHSHE STAHAHAHAOAOA NOHOHO MOREHAHDHSHE SEXAHAHAHSH JUST TICKLEHEEHEH MEHEHEHE NOOHOHOH KEEP YOUR TONGUE AHWAHWHAWYWA FROM MEYEHEHEHE ASSHEHEEHEH PLEASHEASHAHSEHAHSE GIRLESEASEHESAHSE ILL DOOHOHOH ANYTHNGON JUST STAOAOAOAHAPAAHAHAHAH!!!!!”
“Mmmm, it’s barely been 2 years and you’re already in awful agony. Do you think you’ll survive the 5 decades. Oh, I’m being silly You don’t have a choice,” said one of the angels before rimming him as another took his balls in her mouth and another his cock, their tongues and mouths tickling 100 times worse than their fingers.
Mercy was not a word they knew. And it would continue. Until 50 years was up. Even then, as he faced torment 100 times worse than anything the succubi had put him through, he wondered, through blurred vision, if these angels feared and suffered so much from the forced orgasms inflicted on them by the archangels, what would it do to him?
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Tickle hell 8: salvation part 4 Heavenly Agony
“AHAHAHAHAH STHATHAHTAHHAPAHA PLEEHASHEHAESHASEH!!! Nohoho Iehehe canahnt takeh iehtehte sthahahp. Just a breakehahaha plehasheasehaheshse. Nahahthth myehehe feheehthehte. Nahaht the neeeplese. MErceieehehehe. Pleeasee. *MOAN MOAN* stop!! Nohohoh moree Iehehe don’t want the lust back AIAHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHH!!!”
He squealed as fingers moved all over his nipples and kept grazing the bottom of his ass. However, the robe kept him from feeling the ticklish sensations of their angelic feather touch. He found despite feeling like he would die, his endurance was quite strong. Still this was agony. And to his horror, they kept repeatedly bringing up that his “bliss” was just starting and once the angles were finished with their own “bliss” he would be theirs. As they tickled him, his lust slowly returned. And with every jolt, he felt his already rock hard erection stiffen and his need slowly return to that agonizing near endless peak.
“Hmm, well it has been several hours. I suppose you deserve a break”
“Actually Archangels you’ve been torturing him for two days straight. And the angel he denied several hundred orgasm with ticklish agony has just had her final orgasm. She may need a minute.”
“Oh my, time really does fly when you’re a celestial being. Hmm, very well,” said the blonde archangel, as her and the silver archangel stopped tickling him.
He fell to the ground exhausted, his lust was nearly completely back to what it was in tickle hell. He was barely able to crawl away from them. His endurance as strong but he felt weak.
“Well, I suppose those girls, especially that poor one, deserve some revenge hmm?” said the silver haired archangel before snapping her fingers.
All the absolutely exhausted and shivering archangels were given back their endurance, though some of the after effects of their ticklish orgasm torture remained. Just enough to remind them they were due some retribution.
“Sweetheart, I believe you owe these angles something,” said the blonde arcangel as she lifted him up.
With another quick movement his robes removed, leaving him naked, and floating, unable to get away. And with another he felt it. The last 15% or so of his lust remaining returned to him. He moaned and begged for them to take it away.
“Shh shhhhh, sweetie, we can’t help you. We have other slav… I mean repentant to take care of. Now then, these girls will show you bliss through retribution.
“PLEASE!! NO! You don’t know what I did to them. They’re going to put me through hell. Please at least take my lust away. I need to come so bad and I’m so much more sensitive than any other time you were all tickling me. Please…. I’ll do anything. I swear. Please just don’t leave me with them!”
The archangels addressed the angels, primarily his angelic liaison and handler.
He no longer has his freedom until he has served you all his just angelic retribution. Several times over in fact. His sentence will be multiplied by each of his torments given to each girl. The last girl will get to increase it exponentially given that she’s been cumming for two days straight. You can show him as much or little mercy as you all chose. Time will be under your control now.
With that the two archangels disappeared.
“Please, um, liaison *moan* oh, I can’t *sob* please don’t do this. I’ll do anything else you all want. Don’t let them. Please. PLEEEASE!” he groveled, feeling his full lust overwhelm him, knowing they were going to have no mercy.
“What would you have done to me if able?”
As she said this, his eyes went wide. With the archangels declaring him their slave, he had to obey them. Answer any questions they asked.
“Nn…no, please I can’t I…I…….. I would have tied you up and asked you where your worse spots were, then tickled you towards repeated orgasm just to deny you. And I’d keep you like that for weeks….months. And when you were sobbing and pleading for it to stop, I’d fuck you until you were on the edge, then deny you. Until eventually, I did let you come, but then I’d make you have nonstop orgasms, even after a couple dozen and you begging for them to stop. And then…I’d do it all over again.”
He told her this, quivering, shaking, knowing exactly how hopeless his situation was.
“I love it when they’re honest. Guess what sweetie, your lust can get so much worse… All right girls, kid gloves are off. Make him scream!”
Suddenly they all were glowing. Their energy, was overwhelming. Their beauty clear as when he first arrived. And to his dismay, even their aura tickled.
His body floated, his limbs opened up, not taught, as there was no need. Just enough that he would be vulnerable at every ticklish spot.
“You don’t have to answer any more questions. We’re all able to read your mind as our slave. I just wanted to hear what you might do to me if you had the chance. Needed some ideas.”
With that she started wiggling her fingers over his nipples, making him erupt in laughter.
She wasn’t kidding. Every touch was like a thousand ticklish jolts being sent through him, their ticklish touch fully powered, stronger even than the archangels’. Before he could react, all the girls were encircling him, and tickling, making him squeal, helpless. Ticklish jolts flowed through his body. His feet, armpits, nipples, back of knees, toes, everywhere except between his legs was violently and ruthlessly tickled.
“AIAHAHEHAEHA NAHAHAHT THEREHEHAAH PELEHAHSHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!”
He screamed as the angel he had been especially cruel to went between his legs, his head shaking back and forth, truly groveling as the ticklish energy flowed directly into his cock. This ticklish agony was an entirely new ticklish feeling. Truly awful in how much it both tickled and, to his dismay, increased his lust significantly more than even what the succubi had been capable of.
“Oh, this is fun. You have no idea how long, I’ve looked forward to this. Here and here and here,” she said ash she wiggled over his shaft, then over his cock head, then under it, each eliciting a new octave of ticklish anguish.
“NAHAHAHA PLEHASHASEHA SEIELEEHH DODHOHOH ANEEETHINGHEHAHAHAH JUSTHAT STAPAHH TICKLING MEEHHE THEREAHAHAH!!!”
“What about here then” said the liaison angle wiggling here fingers just below his balls, her ticklish aura, already slightly tickling him their making him squirm, or at least attempt to, much more.
“NOHOHOH STAHAOP JUST STHAHAOAHOAH PLEASHEHASEHE PLEEHEHAHS NOHOHOHOHO!!! AIEEEEEEEAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH!!!!!” he bellowed as she made vicious contact, going into a vicious assault immediately.
“This is so much fun. I’d say it’s even worth that orgasmic agony you put me through. Oh listen to you scream as they tickle those cheeks, let me try there,” said another angle tickling his thigh but move to his ass cheeks, making him scream and tremble more.
He writhed, begged, pleaded for this to be over, but he stayed very open to their ticklish assault, dozens of hands on him, every finger sending power ticklish every and lust through him. Hours past. Finally they stopped for just a moment, but he kept laughing as their ticklish angelic energy kept flowing through him even with their assault ceased.
“My, you really are a fun one. Now then. We wanted to make sure you experienced this on its own. From our understanding, the succubi had quite some fun tickling you here.”
He tilted forward, his ass cheeks slightly spread.
“NOOOOH PLEEEASE!! I’ll do anything!! Just stop!!. Please not there. Please PLEEASE!!”
“Anything? How about ticklish agony?” said the liaison angel before viciously tickling his anus, making him scream louder than he had thus far.
“AHAHIAHAIAHIAHIAHAIAH HELEEPEPEPEH ANAYEONEOENEENA!!!!”
“What about inside?” said another angel.
“Go ahead.”
“NOHOHO STOP PLEEASE NOT THERE! PLEASE! NO NO NOHOHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!” he screamed as his prostate was mercilessly tickled by a ticklish feather finger sending waves of ticklish angelic energy through him from inside, making him tremble, writhe, please, moan, and agonize. Then all the angles joined back in. And after just a few hours, he was in more agony than he had ever been with the succubi.
Worse yet was he still had not cum. Which at this point, was beyond words, still after being in too much ticklish agony to form words, a few hours let him adjust…barely, to at least grovel.
“AHAAHIAHIAHAHA PLEAEHAHSEHASEHAHSEHA IEHEHEHAHEA NEHEHEHAHDHS TOOHOHO COMEAHAHAHAHAHAAH PLEEHEHHSASEHSE IEETS LITERALEEHEHAHA BEEHEENEN DACADESAHAHHAS SINCE IEHEHEHEH CAMEAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!”
“Sweetheart, we’ll let you come. But right now, we are making you suffer for all the orgasm denial, you gave us. Then once that sentence of retribution is over, we’ll let you cum. But…..”
“AIAHEHAHSEHES NOHOHO NOHOH PLEASEHASHEHS IEHEHE WANAT TO GOHOH BACK TOHOHOH HELL NOTHING THEY DID WAS THIS MUCH AGONEEHEHEHAHSE I GIVE IN TO SIN JUST LETEAHHAHA MEEEHEHEH GOHOHO BACKAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!”
“Oh, just for that we’ll add some time. Now then, if we add all your sentence time together you have….oh my. 6 decades or torment. Well, tell you what, we’ll make it an even 5. Then we’ll spend 5 decades after than making sure you get every denied orgasm milked form you.”
“AIAHEIHAEHEIS ENOHOH NOHOHOHO MERCEHEHEHA AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO AHAHAIEHEHAEHAHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHHAHA”
Every second, for the next 5 decades, he was mercilessly tickled by dozens of angels. Every ticklish spot tortured. He was not granted mercy. He was not granted reprieve. His ticklish sensitivity and orgasm denial never ceasing. He wished for hell, which had never been this much torment. He wished for anything other than this. But as he was tickled again and again, he found there was no escape. No stop to the ticklish prostate massage. Or ball tickling, or glans tickling. Several times they gave him a blowjob. Some every used his face or rode him to their own orgasm, just for him to find their angelic feeling mouths, pussies, ands asses, to have more concentrated ticklish energy and feather feeling than their hands, making him scream more.
“AIAHEHAEHSHE STAHAHAHAOAOA NOHOHO MOREHAHDHSHE SEXAHAHAHSH JUST TICKLEHEEHEH MEHEHEHE NOOHOHOH KEEP YOUR TONGUE AHWAHWHAWYWA FROM MEYEHEHEHE ASSHEHEEHEH PLEASHEASHAHSEHAHSE GIRLESEASEHESAHSE ILL DOOHOHOH ANYTHNGON JUST STAOAOAOAHAPAAHAHAHAH!!!!!”
“Mmmm, it’s barely been 2 years and you’re already in awful agony. Do you think you’ll survive the 5 decades. Oh, I’m being silly You don’t have a choice,” said one of the angels before rimming him as another took his balls in her mouth and another his cock, their tongues and mouths tickling 100 times worse than their fingers.
“AHAIIAESIHES ITEHSEHSEH AGONEEHEHEHAS NOHOHO NOHOIHHI PELASHEASHE ARCHANGELES!!! SUCCUBI!!! GODHAHAHAHAHAHA ANYONEHEHESHEAHSE PLEASEASEHASHE SAVE MEHEAHSEHASEHASE AIAHEHASHEAHSHEAHAEHEAAAHA!!!
Mercy was not a word they knew. And it would continue. Until 50 years was up. Even then, as he faced torment 100 times worse than anything the succubi had put him through, he wondered, through blurred vision, if these angels feared and suffered so much from the forced orgasms inflicted on them by the archangels, what would it do to him?
Another edit from Naglfar Sakura. This picture has been a long time coming.